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Mad men want to build a nuke, praying it will melt your flesh for God.
Ask for tougher sanctions, now. Bet the Russians will not give a nod.
Children shot up in a school. Killers boasted of their plans for weeks.
Family shares a meal at night; each on wearing headphones: No one speaks.
Problems seem unsolvable. Sun will rise, but stars must also die.
Should we tune all worry out, say we've no control, stop asking why?
Spending deeper into debt, all forgetting someone has to pa… Continue